[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

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Ao Cunxin stretched out her snow-white arms and strangled him threateningly, "Hey, hey, don't just criticize me, there are also the ideas of that guy Ao Lie and that kid Chen Xiang. It won't work if you don't send it to Penglai, put it in other places." Anywhere, it is possible to be captured by Wutian. Before we figure out why Wutian insists on getting Tailing Zhenyuan, we can only hide him in a place beyond his reach." Ao Cun argued impatiently, "What the hell? Yuan, let’s continue with your story. How will the case of the Book of Immortal Fate be concluded? What you entrusted to my eldest brother has succeeded, right?”

Yang Jian's brows were joyful, and the cold eyes were tinged with a little warmth. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Madam is smart. I also made up the imperial reward for making a new heaven."

"Your Majesty is still willing to believe in your tricks. Hey, what kind of reward is it, tell me?"

"Now is not the time, I don't want to leak the 'secret' again."

"Cut, stingy! Then you help His Majesty choose Wenchang Xingjun, that old man with an immortal heart, will His Majesty reward you?"

"When did Madam like to listen to politics?" Yang Jian raised his hand, and the rose-colored curtain fell in response, covering the two of them overwhelmingly.

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The afternoon sun is warm, sprinkled on the stratus clouds to create a unique glow that does not belong to morning and evening.The second thing Yang Jian did when he returned to the mortal world was to go to Huashan to meet his sister, nephew, Xiaoyu, and maybe his brother-in-law.

Ao Cunxin muttered why he didn't go directly to Chanmei to report his safety yesterday, and slowly said that Chanmei's intercession was effective in front of the Jade Emperor, and Ao Cunxin might not be able to do it just because of her selfless sincerity towards her brother.For example, in the Qishan Trap that shocked the Three Realms, Mei Chan would rather her brother forget her at the last moment than make him sad.If it hadn't been for that situation, Ao Cunxin wouldn't have dared to say that she would have made the same selfless choice.

Yang Jian measured Ao Cunxin's head with his eyes, and there was an inconceivable expression between his brows: "I went back to the Central Plains from Lingjiu Mountain and passed the West Sea. It was almost dusk, and I was going directly to Huashan to get my son. "

Ao Cunxin made some calculations, the timing was indeed unlucky, scratched his forehead and said with a laugh: "Forget it, let's make Mr. Liu angry again."

When they arrived at Mount Hua, the family had no time to gossip. First they exchanged what they had seen and heard about the war and the situation, and then discussed together the matter of subduing demons and avoiding evil in Huashan.The Heavenly Court, the Tathagata line and the Wutian Black Lotus Sect lined up independently. For several years, no one could do anything to each other.The famous mountains and rivers in the pass are the fertile soil for the breeding of elves and demons. Although the flames of war have been extinguished, the momentum of the rampant demons has not been weakened, and the earth immortals are busy.

Seeing that the sun was setting towards the west, Ao Cunxin asked why he didn't see Xiaoyu.Yang Chan glanced at Yang Jian, saw that he didn't seem to realize anything, and sighed: "Recently, many earth-shattering events have happened, and even I almost forgot the date. Knowing that you will come over these two days, let Chen Xiang accompany Xiaoyu first." Go, I will stay and wait for you."

Before the words were finished, Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin had already reacted, and looked at each other with regretful eyes.Fast forward nearly 400 years, and at this moment, they are only immersed in the joy of reunion after the catastrophe and the tension of the flames of war, and they have forgotten this gloomy day today.Speaking of which, Ao Cunxin will go to Wanku Mountain to pay homage to the past hundreds of years today, as well as the present three years, and will also bring Yang Jian's grief with him. I really forgot about it today.

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is Xiaoyu's birthday, and the death day of Huwu and Humei, who died.

However, Yang Chan's kind reminder made Yang Jian frown.

Decades ago, the three brothers, sisters-in-law and aunts met almost every year to pay homage. Later, those who went to heaven and those who were suppressed were suppressed. This routine event was delayed. Today is the most complete staff, but Yang Chan Forget the difference between today and the past - the difference is the appearance of Xiaoyu.

"Cunxin," Yang Jian shook her wrist, his gentle gaze like a deep pool gave off a hint of sadness, "I never told you that Xiaoyu is actually... the daughter of Fox Girl."

Yang Chan's expression froze all of a sudden—she took it for granted that Ao Cunxin knew about it a long time ago.

Ao Cunxin had indeed known for a long time.After her memory recovered, she recalled the ins and outs of many things, and had already guessed that Xiaoyu was that child back then.Thousands of emotions are constantly cut and reasoned, and it is hard to tell whether it is karmic reincarnation or good fortune.It was from Xiaoyu that she figured out Yang Jian's mentality of not daring to recognize Ao Ling as Ao Cunxin, just like her emotions of not daring to recognize Xiaoyu as the daughter of a fox girl all these years.So she did not dare to miss the memorial service every year, nor did she dare to bump into Xiaoyu.One time, she almost missed it, so she dodged and hid behind the rocks outside Qianhu Cave and looked at the child's back. The more she looked, the more absurd her fate became.

"I..." Ao Cunxin pursed her lips lightly, and the words lingered on her lips, "Let's go."

Yang Chan couldn't make up her mind, so she used her eyes to ask Yang Jian what he meant.Yang Jian also said: "Let's go, we have to get to Wanku Mountain before dark. We were negligent today and caused our old friend to wait under the Nine Springs."

Yang Chan took Ao Cunxin's arm and smiled slightly: "If anything, let the two children talk to them first, they will be happy under the Nine Springs."

Wanku Mountain is covered with a thin layer of snow, which reflects a lustrous luster in the afterglow, but conceals the coldness of the original strange rocks, brewing a sense of tranquility and peace.

Xiaoyu has never met her parents since she was a child, and has no specific feelings for them, but she is instinctively attached to the extremely warm and intimate word "parents", so she is not as sincere as Yang Jian and others for the routine of worshiping the death day.When Yang Jian and his group arrived, she was sitting side by side with Chen Xiang in front of her grandma's tomb, talking and laughing, making people see that she was full of youthful vigor.

After the worship, Xiaoyu sent Chen Xiang to help her get rid of the weeds in front of her house, and asked her elders to rest in the Thousand Fox Cave, but Yang Jian went to the local mountain god for questioning and investigation.Ao Cunxin made an excuse to visit for the first time, and dragged Xiaoyu around the maze hole by herself.There are indeed thousands of forks in the cave, which can easily make people dizzy, so it is no wonder that it is called Wanku Mountain.

"Xiaoyu," Ao Cunxin saw that he was far away from everyone, so he stopped, "You are a good boy, our mother and I are so good, and my aunt has never given you a formal meeting gift."

When Xiaoyu heard this, her round face flushed again, "Why is Auntie so polite? We are all a family, why bother to see outsiders?"

Ao Cunxin smiled, beckoned her to wait a moment, put her hand into her collar, took out a crystal clear pink bead after a long while, cast a spell on the cuff material, picked out a uniform thin thread, and pierced the bead with her own hands. Put it on Xiaoyu's neck. "This is a talisman, it's my aunt's wish. If Xiaoyu doesn't dislike it, just wear it all the time, and be my aunt to protect you all the time."

"Thank you, auntie." Xiaoyu refused politely, knowing that it was definitely not something to be taken lightly, and gratefully accepted it.

"By the way, this amulet won't work if you say it out. God knows it, you know it, remember it?" Ao Cunxin blinked slyly.

"Ah, can't even Chen Xiang tell?"

"No, only you know."

"Then...well, I'll listen to my aunt and just leave it alone."

Not far from the cave mansion came a young male voice with an echo: "Don't say anything? Is Xiaoyu there?"

Ao Cunxin shuddered suddenly, when he heard that Chen Xiang was coming, he remembered that the child knew about the past, although he was still confidant to him, but he didn't want to see himself and Xiaoyu getting too close, as if they would get too close when they were together. Produces some invisible sting which stings his eyes as soon as he sees it.She whispered "Secret it", before Xiaoyu could stop her, she slipped away from the other direction with oil on her feet.

An hour later, Ao Cunxin who was trapped in the maze was picked up by Yang Jian who had finished his business, and only then was he able to see the light of day again.The moment she saw Yang Jian, Ao Cunxin almost wept with joy, feeling that the clichéd four great happy events in life were indeed true: rain in the long drought, Yang Jian in the lost way; wedding night in the bridal chamber, Yang Jian every night.

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Back at Yang's Mansion, there were already two people sitting in the front hall, one in a white robe sweeping the floor, the other in a rich brocade cloak.Seeing Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin returning, the two saluted with smiles.

Ao Cunxin's eyes brightened, and he jumped forward in three steps and two steps, deliberately curling his lips at the one in the white robe: "I didn't come here once in the past 800 years, and now I'm here again after only a few days apart?"

Yang Jian smiled, stretched his arms and invited people into the main hall: "The eldest prince is safe and well, is Guangli Bodhisattva safe?"

The servant waited for the tea and fruit to leave, and skillfully covered the doors and windows, leaving only the fragrance of tea and the flickering candles in the room.Ao Moang sat upright on the guest seat, if it wasn't for his host, Yang Jian, who was only wearing black casual clothes, his expression was so serious that he seemed to be discussing politics in the court. "Cun Xin, have you tried your newly learned tea-ordering skills with Zhenjun and Bodhisattva?"

"Not yet, here we come!" Ao Cunxin was very proud of her newly mastered tea-ordering skills, and she only performed it for her elder brother once. After being reminded by Ao Moang, she went to the back kitchen to prepare.

As soon as Ao Cunxin left, Ao Moang exhaled a long breath, raised his eyes to look at Yang Jian, his blue eyes were as quiet as a deep pool, "How old is Xiaolong Chichang Zhenjun, and I just say something straight."

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"Xiaolong is crazy about how old Zhenjun is, so he can say something directly."

Yang Jian has long been accustomed to Ao Moang's unsmiling words, so he said indifferently: "Since we are a family, brother Mo Ang only talks to my brother." As for the more self-effacing polite words such as "all ears and all ears", Yang Jian only satirized take it out